Chapter 22 Marco spent some time getting to know his grandfather before he took him further into the house, at the living room was the whole family waiting for his arrival and introduction. “Your father was my only son, but I also adopted a few,” he spoke out in a warm voice, “Here is my first ever adopted daughter, and beside her is her husband. They’re finally expecting their first child, she’s four months pregnant.” Marco halted in front of the woman. His placid gaze colliding with her shady one, she curved a little smirk. “Welcome to the family, Marco.” She mouthed audibly, lowering her gaze as a different aura settled around her. Marco smiled at her, ignoring her greeting and shifting right to those standing next to her. It was a girl, around his age or a little older. “I’m Marie, who I am is complicated. But welcome, I’m glad you’re back and alive.” She also smiled, and through her voice, Marco deduced she wasn’t being fake and was actually sincere with her welcome. “Nice t

Chapter 24 Marco smacked his lips at the sight of his victim getting dragged in, his hands were tied behind his back and veil hang right over his head to blind his vision. He was pushed to the floor and made to kneel door after arriving at Marco’s mercy. “Get the mask of his face.” Marco instructed, loving how he helpless he appeared. Nights ago he was the helpless one, he had taken advantage of his situation and abused him. He also took away his girlfriend, and nurse the notion of Gina being in love with him in his head. Marco left the Lourd’s domain to deal with this, be bad passed a call straight to his assistant telling him of how he wanted Dren captured in anyway possible and brought to a private location his assistant secured beforehand. He also sent his men in bailing Gina out of the prison, and escort her to where he was. “Marco!” Dren voiced in a low muffled voice, surprised that he was the culprit behind his abduction. “What do you want with me?” He quizzed, unable t

Chapter 26 Tension raided the atmosphere as Marco stepped into the office sheltering Mr Verlice’s business functions. Gina was right beside him, face bent and all shaky, stoked on whatever Marco was planning to do with his father. “Mr Verlice, good afternoon.” Marco greeted, halting on his steps with his voice beckoning for Mr Verlice’s attention. From behind the desk where the middle aged man sat, his gaze twitched at the familiar heard of the voice, trailing off quickly for affirmation. His brows were quick to slant a line of disbelief, he rose to his feet, lips thinning into a straight tight line. “What are you doing here?” He questioned, his voice ringing out in pure fury. Marco appeared unfazed, looking straight into the man’s glaring eyes as he conjured his response, “To quest for your daughter’s hand in marriage?” He answered, quite calmly as he reached for Gina’s hand, wanting to intertwine their hands. To his surprise, Gina jerked away, pulling her hand far fro

Chapter 28Lynnette’s point of view My system numbed to the pain, tears muddled above my cheeks. Lyra had claim she felt someone reaching out to us awhile ago but that could be her delusion. We’re damned, there’s no one coming to help us. The said presence she felt gave her the needed energy to clot the blood draining from the invented wound. Albeit the wolfsbane was out of our system, Lyra still complained about the effects still bothering her. She couldn’t heal me when she tried doing it. If it wasn’t for the imaginative presence she felt, she wouldn’t have acquired the energy to stop me from bleeding to death. Once the bleeding stopped, the torture lessened along. I struggled with the shackles straightening the injured leg. A sigh escaped my lips recalling to what obtained the physical pain. I stayed laid on the floor, pain searing from both the dislocated arm and a punched shoulder. Just a little more rest and Lyra would be in shape to heal. I glanced to my side, observing

Chapter 30Lynnette’s point of view I remember falling asleep, under the watchful gaze of my mate. I felt him tucking me in, like I was his little baby born for his care. Now I witness myself standing in darkness, a lifeless void filled with darkness. My visions navigated the darkness, able to sight my surroundings. I drifted further into the lifeless space, the sound of my feet tapping against the watery air beneath the floor. Each step I took suck me deep into the void, as if I was getting detached from my body. The darkness grew deeper, suffocating me more than anything, my feet drowned getting pulled by the water bodies beneath my feet. I struggled, unable to scream out for help. My entire body sucked into the water and I fell from a closed sky landing on a different surface, still pitch black but the water was gone. I got up on my feet, looking around where I was to see a figure many feet away from me. It was feminine figure that looks so much like mine, her head was down